Free Scornfully Hers by Pamela Ann Page A

drinking my beer, counting down the time until Emma wants to go to bed, my bed to be precise.
    “Who’s up for some hot tub?” Brody asked everyone.
    A few girls hollered at him before Amber came out of nowhere, dressed in some slinky, super tiny black and white polka-dot bikini. “Back off bitches!” she hissed at the trio. I heard them muttering some colorful names before they headed towards the lake and got distracted by the bonfire and found other men to entertain them.
    “What the hell? Do you have to be so rude, Amber?” Brody glared at her before turning to me, asking me to join them.
    “Sure, give me a sec.” I was pulling my shirt off when I heard a woman whistle from somewhere.
    Spinning around, I found Amanda and Cece gawking at my exposed upper body. “Take more off, please! We’re loving the show,” Amanda purred, licking her lips.
    Amber snorted in disgust. “Stop being such a desperate hussy, Amanda. If your vagina is itchy, go find another jock out there.” She pointed towards the lake where some of the guys we knew that played in other sports were partying with overblown speakers. “Make sure to tell them Amber sent you and you’re highly recommended,” she continued, scathingly, before Amanda threw her a disgusted look, huffing and pulling Cece’s hand with her as they darted towards the lake.
    Brody frowned, glancing at Amber like she was another person. “Jesus, Amber, will you calm your ass down?”
    “What? That bitch needs to be set in her place. I’m not deaf. I know she’s after Carter. Since you both already nailed Cece, Amanda needed to be warned off.”
    “Hey! I had her without Brody there, to clear the air.” There were rumors that we sandwiched Cece. It didn’t bother me, but hell; I’d rather just get it out there. All of the threesomes I had were with women—sisters, cousins, best friends, teachers, my aunt’s friends and identical twins. “It was Cooper and Brody that did it, not me.”
    Brody threw me a look like I really should shut my mouth before -I got hurt. Amber looked perplexed. She was looking at Brody in a strange manner, almost hurt even, but why? Brody sure as hell wasn’t an angel, but he was good man. Even good men get tempted too, especially when you grow up with raging hormones and Cece all out there with her body. It was understandable to men, but women were a different matter.
    Amber stood up, glaring at Brody then at me. “You guys are such manwhores! Good thing Emma’s not with you and Lindsey should just dump Cooper and find another man like Bass Cole,” she muttered, leaving the tub and heading inside the cabin.
    “The fuck’s up with her? That was harsh and Amber didn’t do harsh unless she was pissed off. What the hell did you do?” I questioned Brody. He was just as shocked, like he didn’t know how to respond to my question.
    “I—I didn’t do anything,” he wondered out loud.
    We grew up with Amber so I knew she had a little crush on Brody, even though I didn’t say that out loud. Now that I think about it, was it possible that something happened between them? Most of the girls are closer to Brody since he was much more approachable and more friendly, compared to me. Okay, I was a dick most of the time… all right, maybe all the time. Now I’m more curious if my sidekick did something about that little crush of hers.
    “You didn’t do it, right, Thompson?”
    Brody cleared his throat, head shaking, ears reddening. “Shit,” he muttered.
    Fuck, my sister was going to burn them alive if she found out. Her friendship with Amber, I hoped, wouldn’t suffer if that day came. “She’s almost like our sister, man. What the fuck!”
    “You’re saying that because you have a sister and they grew up with her, but I don’t have one. And I sure as hell didn’t see your sister like that!” he groaned, looking around just to make sure no one was around before he started talking again. “We were both drunk and Amber was hella